Ye Tian leaned over and began to pick the sword-inspired grass, with a smile on his lips.

Soon, all 100 sword-intention grasses were picked, which also means that the task was successfully completed this time.

When Ye Tian stood up and looked at Zhehong, a voice came.

"Hey, it's you."

Ye Tian looked around and saw a man with a sneering face staring at him.

"Yu Hong."

Ye Tian looked at the person who came with an extremely surprised expression.

That's right, the person coming was Yu Hong.

It was this guy who forced him and Qin Wenjun into the Nest of All Ages, and then the next scene came into being.

Unexpectedly, as a guy from the Western Pole Region, he would come here.

"Why are you here?"

"Haha, is this your place and I can't come?"

Yu Hong looked at Ye Tian sarcastically and shouted softly.

"Uncle Lin takes action and catch him for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man behind Yu Hong opened his eyes.

In an instant, the pressure belonging to the first level of the Wanda Realm began to spread, accompanied by murderous intent, and was shrouded towards Ye Tian.

The silver wings behind him were incited, and the old man named Uncle Lin flashed and came to Ye Tian in a blink of an eye.

Sensing the crisis, Ye Tian glared at him.

Just as he was about to take action, a sword energy suddenly slashed down.

laugh.

Uncle Lin held his breath, stopped quickly, and turned to look.

"Human race, do you want to die?"

Zhehong pursed his lips and said indifferently.

"This is the base of my Tibetan Sword Sect. If you want to go to another place, don't be able to go wild here."

"Ha ha……"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Lin laughed.

"Human race, I, the Silver Feather race, are going to do it. I said that this place is not the territory of your Tibetan Sword Sect. Even so, so what?"

As the words fell, Uncle Lin instigated Yin Yu behind him and continued to fight towards Ye Tian.

It was Yu Hong's order to catch Ye Tian, ​​and he would not give up.

"Bold!"

Zhehong glared at his eyes and showed his murderous intent.

Suddenly, he held the sword and flashed, and rushed straight to Uncle Lin and stabbed him.

"Human race, you're looking for death."

Uncle Lin was furious, turned around suddenly, and slammed Zhehong with a palm.

Zhehong was not afraid and suddenly stabbed his sword straight.

Bang.

With a muffled sound, Zhehong flew away.

Uncle Lin also retreated a little and looked at Zhehong with surprise.

"It's not bad, but the gap in realm cannot be made up for by these."

With a compliment, Uncle Lin stirred up Yin Yu behind his back, his body flashed a few times. He came to Zhehong and blew down without any nonsense.

Puff.

The void was broken by a palm, and the dark cracks were visible.

Zhehong hurriedly raised the sword in his hand, trying to resist.

But as Uncle Lin said, there is a realm gap between him and the other party, and the other party is fast. Although Zhehong's strength is not weak, he is not an opponent in terms of speed.

Bang.

Zhehong spurted out blood, rolled down to the ground.

"Bold, dare to hurt my senior brother Zhehong."

The warriors from the Tibetan Sword Sect around were angry and each burst into an extremely sharp aura, killing Uncle Lin.

"Hmph, a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

Uncle Lin obviously didn't take them in his eyes and swept out his sleeves.

Hula.

A wave of air surged, heading towards the warriors of the Cangjian Sect who were storming.

"ah……"

A scream came.

Many disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect were hit by the waves of air, and their mouths were blew back with blood.

Zhehong is not an opponent, let alone them.

"A bunch of waste, stay well if you want to survive."

Uncle Lin sneered and looked at Ye Tian.

"It's up to you

Now."

Ye Tian pursed his lips and looked at the corner of Uncle Lin's mouth.

"Do you think I'm sure you're going to eat?"

"Oh, it seems that you still have a trump card?"

Uncle Lin looked at Ye Tian with a sneer, and then said.

"In my eyes, you are not even as good as these wastes. How dare your lord let you out just the ninth level of the extraordinary realm?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword appeared in front of him.

After his expression changed, Uncle Lin hurriedly incited Yin Yu behind his back and left the place.

When he appeared again, he found that the sword was still pointing at him.

"Come on, call again?"

Ye Tian gave it with his right hand and stabbed the sword in his hand.

Uncle Lin had to attack and resist.

After blocking it, Uncle Lin looked at Ye Tian and said with a gloomy face.

"I underestimate you."

Ye Tian laughed.

"Under the look of me?"

Without waiting for Uncle Lin to say more, Ye Tian's body flashed and he came to Uncle Lin in a blink of an eye and stabbed him straight with a sword again.

"Die."

Uncle Lin didn't dare to take it head-on, and Yin Yu instigated him and kept dodging.

But Ye Tian’s speed is not slow, even faster than Uncle Lin. No matter how the other party dodges, he can reach the other party’s foothold first.

A sword stabbed out.

Although Uncle Lin tried his best to resist, he was still one step slower after all. He was stabbed into his chest and exposed his skin by a sword.

"That's it?"

Ye Tian grinned and smiled fiercely.

Suddenly, his breath suddenly surged and he slashed down with a sword.

"not good."

Uncle Lin's expression changed.

I didn’t expect that the ninth level of the extraordinary realm would have such powerful combat power.

Ye Tian no matter how he thought, murderous intent broke out in his heart.
To be continued...